Luyện nghe bài hát Corey's Coming

Old John Joseph was a man with two first
They left him in the railroad yard they took away the trains
And only one run a week comes on roaring down that
So, all he's got to worry 'bout is

I come by in the evening to hear where he's been
He says, Come on sit down kid, shall I begin?
He starts me the stories of the glories of his past
But he always saves the story of his for the last

And he says, "My coming, no more sad stories coming
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming you girl?
And like I you, when she holds you she enfolds you in her world"

I was surprised to find out all the places that he knew
And so I asked the towns folk if his were true
Well they said, Old John was born here, he's lived all his life
He's never had a woman, let a wife

And very you'll find out as you check around
That no one named ever lived in this town
So I chided the old man 'bout the truth I had heard
Well he smiled and said, Reality is just a word

you see my Corey's coming, no more sad stories coming
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming aren't you
And like I told you, when she you she enfolds you in her world

I by one evening but he did not hear my shout
I in the window and I saw the fire was out
he would not wake up I forced in the door
And I saw that old Joseph would tell stories no more

The at the graveyard, just three of us were there
Me and the we heard the parson's prayer
He said, We need not for this man
For we know that God

They put the dirt over him and left me on my own
And when at I looked up I saw I was not alone
So I said, If a relative, he had a peaceful end
That's she said, My name is Corey you can say I'm just a friend

Corey's coming, no more sad coming
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming you girl?
And like I told you, when she holds you she you in her world

So, that's the old man's story, I'm you came tonight
To see a busted old railroad yard sure makes a lonely sight
You may wonder why a young man work out here alone
Well the job pays to keep some flesh on my bones

And I confess I get to the old man a bit
And there's one other reason I guess I could

Can't you see my Corey's coming, no more sad stories
My coming aren't you girl?
And like he me, when she holds me she enfolds me in her world